"Be quiet or get out."
Ayin showed little interest in the secret Xiaoyi mentioned.
He was only slightly annoyed by the disruption to his work.
Unable to tolerate his act, Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows and spoke seriously, "Do you really not want to know? Don't regret it later."
Upon hearing this, Ayin put down the document in his hands, furrowed his brows, and silently looked over at him.
"Stubborn as a mule," Xiaoyi shuddered dramatically and pouted, "Alright, alright, I'll tell you. Mommy isn't some 'bum' at all."
"She's amazing, she beat me at PK yesterday."
Then he detailed the bet he had with Lu Fengxuan yesterday.
Xiaoyi, probably feeling his pride was hurt, scratched his nose and declared confidently, "I'm only four years old, I'll definitely win against her in the future."
This was too unexpected.
A flicker of surprise crossed Ayin's eyes, which gradually turned into a gleaming light in his gaze, and his lips slightly pursed.
